The ImisiOluwa - The Akara Song Lyrics

If they don't wanna call my name
If they don't think I'm beautiful
If they don't wanna see my face
Oh

I'm the little boy, the one who's been told to shut up
Many voices in my head telling me I can't look ahead
And it's making me sick
And I'm tired of being weak

But I'll believe in myself, nobody's cares about that
I'll speak well of myself, nobody's gonna do that
And all I ever want is to be me

If they don't wanna call my name
If they don't think that I'm beautiful
If they don't wanna see my face
Oh

I'll buy me some Àkàrà
I'll save the òróró
I'll use it to pa'ra mi
I'll call myself adúmáradán

All my life, I've been told that
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder
But so far, all that I've noticed
Is that beauty lies, beauty lies
As Northerners getting crucified
As Easterners getting pushed aside
Cos someone somewhere thinks they're not good in life
Told their offspring these folks will never be nothing but a stupid tribe
I could decide to believe these lies
But I've looked inside,
And I've seen the lines of my deepest scars
I've realized these are similar to other folks getting victimized
The only difference is they're spilling blood
In my case I'm spilling tears, sweat, shame, and pain
Born out of depression
Always under the pressure
Of making a good impression
To appeal to senses, or else the weather is going to be full of terror
They're going to tell me I don't look the part
I'm not smooth and smart,
I'm not good enough, I'm not beautiful
That hurts me a lot
But I keep it up
With my different part
And that's only because
Ama look in the glass and tell me stand
Ama look in the glass and tell me win
Ama look in the glass and call me Grand

If they don't wanna call my name
If they don't think that I'm beautiful
If they don't wanna see my face
Oh

They keep telling me I'll never be anything
Only few believed I can ever be heard with this
I can tell by the energy and manner they address me with
Evidence is hell, yet it's never stressing me
Many better days ahead of me
I swear I'm prepared to be the best you'll ever seen
I'm spreading the message so cleverly
My steps will never cease
From here to the Beverly hills
And then till heaven bids me welcome dearest being
Here's my vow, to the man in the mirror
And to the one whose image I reflect like the mirror
Hope it's same with you
Hope you're getting bigger
And even when you get taken down, hope you never give up, with love
Cos I cease to be an underdog
The day I came under God

If they don't wanna call my name
If they don't think that I'm beautiful
If they don't wanna see my face
Oh

I'll buy me some Àkàrà
I'll save the òróró
I'll use it to pa'ra mi
I'll call myself adúmáradán
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